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Chapter 7: The Agreement
Chapter 7: The Agreement
"Head of White Deer Academy, Wei Cang, visits Ruxian with his disciple!"
Outside the Holy Academy, an elderly man with white hair bellowed with a dark expression, his voice echoing throughout the academy.
Beside him stood a teenage girl, around fifteen or sixteen, standing tall and proud with a look of indignation in her eyes.
Soon, a large crowd gathered at the Holy Academy. When they saw the visitors, everyone was taken aback.
"Head of White Deer Academy, Wei Cang? What's he doing here? Why does he look so unhappy?"
"You don't know? Ruxian has taken on a new disciple, and his fortunes have changed. Wei Cang must be here for that."
"Ah, I see. Wei Cang and Ruxian have never gotten along. They always try to outdo each other. The girl he brought along must be his new disciple, too."
People looked up, and someone exclaimed, recognizing the girl.
"Isn't that the Wenchong who made the Emperor of Literature statue shine a hundred feet tall just a few days ago? She's actually Wei Cang's disciple?"
Another person shook his head. "Her identity is no simple matter. She's the young princess of Tianyu Kingdom, a natural Wenchong."
"It's said that she could speak at half a year old, write at one year, recite the Book of Songs at three, compose poetry at five, and had a decent grasp of calligraphy by ten. At fourteen, she became Wei Cang's disciple."
"Recently, at her coming-of-age ceremony, she was given the name 'Ling Si,' meaning 'quick-witted and naturally intelligent.'"
Everyone was amazed. They all considered themselves knowledgeable to be admitted to the Holy Academy, but compared to this girl, they felt inferior.
It wasn't that their knowledge was lacking, but her terrifying learning speed was something to behold.
"Indeed, that makes sense."
An elderly scholar of the academy sighed, "Wei Cang and Ruxian are from the same master, but their philosophies differ, and their relationship has never been good."
"But Ruxian's natural talent is too frightening, surpassing Wei Cang in every aspect."
"Now that Master Li is advanced in age, he has placed his hopes on his disciples."
Everyone nodded in understanding.
In the past, Wei Cang had never taken on disciples, determined to compete with Ruxian until the end. When he realized he had no chance, he finally took his first disciple two years ago.
However, despite her exceptional talent, she was still far behind Ruxian's other three disciples.
But now Ruxian has also taken on a new disciple, and the gap between them is not as significant, giving Wei Cang a glimmer of hope.
"That's not right. Even if it's a competition, why is he so angry?" someone asked curiously.
A student who had just come out of the Great Hall of Literature chuckled bitterly.
"Two days ago, Wei Cang just gave his disciple the name 'Ling Si.'"
"Then, just two days later, Master Li also took a new disciple and gave him the name 'Zhi Yu.'"
"Ah!"
Everyone drew in a sharp breath.
Zhi Yu, meaning 'great wisdom,' was not just a sign of intelligence but a profound recognition of wisdom.
Especially since this name was acknowledged and personally given by Ruxian, its value was immense.
Without this, the name 'Ling Si' would have been impressive enough.
But compared to 'Zhi Yu,' 'Ling Si' was almost overshadowed.
"Uncle Wei, Master is not here. Please, come inside and have a seat."
As the crowd discussed, Shu Han hurried out to greet them.
The elder and second elder, along with the master, were not around. Now, only he could calm Uncle Wei.
"Hmph! No need for that. Let Li Qingchen come out. I want an explanation!"
Wei Cang's face was grim, showing no signs of giving in.
He had just given his disciple a name, and the next day, Li Qingchen did the same, outshining him. How could he not be angry?
"Uncle, this must be a coincidence," Shu Han said with a bitter smile.
"My master doesn't usually pay attention to such things. He probably didn't notice that Uncle had just named his disciple. I believe—"
Before he could finish, Wei Cang interrupted with a cold, angry voice.
"Li Qingchen doesn't care about these things, but you're implying that I'm petty and always watch to see if he takes on new disciples!"
"Furthermore, if he takes on a new disciple, that's his business. I don't have the time to bother with him. But then, right after I name my disciple 'Ling Si,' he names his 'Zhi Yu'!"
"What else could this be if not a direct challenge?"
"Are you saying that I’m old and easy to bully now!"
With that, Wei Cang’s anger surged, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, shaking the heavens and earth with his righteous might.
"It was a mistake on my part, Uncle Master. Please don’t be angry."
Shu Han’s face turned pale, and he hurriedly explained with a bitter smile.
If it were anyone else causing a ruckus at the Holy Academy, the ancient masters inside would have already dealt with them with a single palm strike.
But Wei Cang was different. He was the elder brother of Ru Xian, and they couldn’t interfere.
At this moment, only Shu Han, as Ru Xian’s disciple, could interject.
"You are a junior, and I won’t make things difficult for you. Bring Li Qingchen out!"
Wei Cang suppressed his anger and glared at the back of the Holy Academy, roaring, "Ru Xian! Your elder brother is here, and you don’t even have the decency to show your face!"
The powerful aura transformed into a divine roar, striking Li Qingchen’s immortality tablet.
Shu Han’s face changed.
But before he could act, Li Qingchen’s immortality tablet emitted a faint light, blocking the attack.
A tall figure in a green robe gradually materialized from the light.
"Even after all these years, you still have that fiery temper."
The ethereal Li Qingchen rubbed his temples, a hint of a headache in his voice.
He stepped forward, his divine sense sweeping the area, and immediately understood what had happened.
"This is truly an unexpected disaster."
A look of surprise flashed across Li Qingchen’s eyes.
It was indeed a coincidence. When he had bestowed the character ‘Zhi’ (wisdom) to Changqing, he hadn’t noticed that his elder brother had also bestowed a similar character to his own disciple just a few days earlier.
And both characters were related to wisdom, no wonder he was so furious.
However, the name had already been given, and there was no reason to change it now.
"This is my fault. Whatever you decide, Brother, I will accept it." Li Qingchen said helplessly.
If it were anyone else, he wouldn’t have bothered, but Wei Cang was different.
He was not only his elder brother but also his master’s son.
There was no deep-seated grudge between them, just a matter of pride.
"You accept it, then!"
Wei Cang looked at Li Qingchen, his face cold. "I’ve just taken on a new disciple, and his knowledge is quite impressive."
"Since Lord Ru Xian can bestow a name like ‘Zhiyu’ (wisdom and folly), he must be a prodigy in the path of literature, a once-in-a-millennium talent."
"Today, I bring my young disciple here to seek your guidance, to see where he falls short."
Ling Si also bowed, his tone tinged with resentment, "I beg Lord Ru Xian to grant this, or my heart in the path of literature will not be at peace."
Li Qingchen hesitated, unsure of what to say.
"Of course."
Seeing Li Qingchen’s hesitation, Wei Cang confidently said, "I took on a disciple a year earlier than you. You can teach for a while, and then we can have a contest."
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Looking at Wei Cang’s confident expression, Li Qingchen asked with a strange tone.
"Absolutely!" Wei Cang declared firmly.
Li Qingchen nodded, casting a sympathetic glance at Little Ling Si, then at his elder brother, and sighed.
"Fine, in two years, you can come and find me."
(End of Chapter)
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